Cindy was wearing a pleated skirt in black and white t-shirt that said "Gomi" across her perfect and unrestrained breasts. Her nipples were obvious an... the bouncing of her tits had pulled the girl's t-shirt up to expose her waspish waist and flat tummy. Her wild black hair, which was something of a trademark for the relatively new model, was well past her shoulders. She wore black fishnet stockings, ripped on the left thigh, and short leather boots with stiletto heels. The woman was laughing. We do like her but we also cannot condone what she did to you after all we have wives too. After some deliberation Jack agrees to meet the guy tomorrow with the money. Jack simply exits the house, walks towards his vehicle when he hears Jim calling him from across the lot. He makes his way over to say his goodbyes. They chat for a bit. Jack excuses himself giving a sudden sour stomach as the reason. Jim and the other guys say good byes as well. Just as Jack turns to go, Jim walks next to him. . It was all the extra money that I could muster, and it took every ounce of courage to hand her the plain white envelope with note inside on another empty Friday night. She looked at me as if I were a crazy man. Please read the note inside, I whispered it, trying not to sound desperate,fawning over the trace of black lace showing from her bra. She didn't say a word and I left, red-faced, swearing never to return to her store, not able to face her certain rejection. I went back to my apartment. Her hair was fixed so that it was all gathered in the back and it looked much shorter than before. Sonny told her that he liked her long hair, and he was relieved when she told him that she hadn't cut any of it off, turning to show him the tight bun in the back.They both had the Sonoma Quail, stuffed with Italian Polenta and fresh herbs over portobella mushrooms with an aged port wine glace. It was quite good, but expensive. They had a small bottle of wine, recommended by their server, and it.